After the ascent failed

Chapter 37
More than half a month later, fog gathered on Tianmang Mountain again.

The monks who entered the ancient tomb came out one after another, but some stayed inside forever.

At this time, in a certain wing of the Nie family, Mrs. Zheng's face was a little gloomy.

"Have you found out the relationship between that kid and Master Cheng?"

After a long time, she asked the old man surnamed Wu beside her.

"Returning to Madam, for the past half month, my subordinates have been investigating this matter, but the Lingmiao Pavilion is heavily guarded, and my subordinates can't go deep, and I have no clue at the moment." The old man surnamed Wu said after pondering.

Mrs. Zheng was silent.

When the old man saw this, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Madam, don't worry, the subordinates will continue to investigate, but the subordinates have found some information about the kid."

"Say."

Mrs. Zheng spoke lightly.

There was a dark light in the eyes of the old man surnamed Wu, and he said: "Half a month ago, the ancient tomb of Tianmang Mountain appeared, and most of the Qi refining monks in the city entered it, and that kid also went together."

"Oh?"

Madam Zheng twitched slightly.

Seeing this, the old man surnamed Wu hurriedly said: "But instead of dying in the ancient tomb, that kid returned safely."

"A waste of the third level of Qi refining, survived in the ancient tomb?" Mrs. Zheng was surprised, her eyes turned cold.

"Yes." The old man surnamed Wu said: "According to the information obtained by my subordinates, Master Cheng seems to have gifted him the Qinghuang Sword, an innate spiritual treasure. Life."

Mrs. Zheng frowned lightly.

After looking at the old man surnamed Wu for a while, she shook her head slightly and said darkly, "I'm afraid it's not that simple."

The old man surnamed Wu was a little surprised when he heard this.

Mrs. Zheng tapped the tea table lightly with her jade fingers, and said: "I have also heard a little about the danger of this ancient tomb. Even with the Xiantian Lingbao in hand, how dare this kid break into the third level of Qi Refining so easily, dare to do such a thing?" , he must have some confidence."

"But the old man has been observing for many days. This kid really only has the third level of Qi Refining. If there are expert guards around him, he will never be able to enter under the restriction of the ancient tomb."

"Could it be that he has other means?"

The old man surnamed Wu said doubtfully.

Madam Zheng fell silent again.

She couldn't figure it out either.

After a moment of contemplation, she stood up and said quietly: "The guard beside that kid is not even a match for Zhou Yuntian, he must be a very strong person, maybe he was given some powerful treasure, so that he can be in the ancient tomb. Come back alive."

After a pause, she looked at the old man, "During this time, keep watching him closely, and don't let go of any details."

"Yes! This subordinate understands!"

The old man surnamed Wu replied in a deep voice.

As he said that, he thought of something, and then said: "Speaking of which, it has been half a month since the eldest lady came out of the ancient tomb, but she has not been out of the house during this time, the Qi family..."

"Are you trying to call Qi Mubai that trash?"

Madam Zheng snorted coldly.

The old man surnamed Wu bowed his head and dared not say much.

"Speaking of which, I should also go to Qi's house. I have created opportunities for Qi Mubai several times, but he has not been able to capture Nie Xin for a long time. He is such a waste. It is also time for me to put some pressure on him, otherwise Qi Mubai There are plenty of candidates in the family."

Madam Zheng sneered lightly.

"Madam is talking about Qi Mubai's eldest brother, Qi Fei?" The old man surnamed Wu heard the implication of Madam Zheng's words and couldn't help guessing.

"good."

"Qi Fei is better than Qi Mubai in terms of aptitude and cultivation, and the power in the Qi family is also stable. I thought that Qi Mubai's city might have a great chance to bring Qi Fei down, but it's a pity that he doesn't even have this point. How can I count on him if I can't do small things well?"

Madam Zheng smiled coldly.

"But this is just to beat Qi Mubai to let him know that we can choose other people besides him. After all, compared to Qi Fei's aloofness, Qi Mubai is better in control."

When the old man surnamed Wu heard what he said, he nodded in agreement.

His expression flickered, and he said: "Ma'am, the Patriarch should be leaving the customs soon, right?"

Mrs. Zheng paused.

She glanced outside the window, looking in a certain direction of Nie's house, and there was a faint and dignified aura coming from there.

After a while, Mrs. Zheng nodded and said: "According to the time, the Patriarch has indeed been practicing in seclusion for a long time, and the aura of Tianyuan Zhengang has become stronger and stronger recently, it seems that he will leave the seclusion within a few months. "

The old man surnamed Wu pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but Mrs. Zheng interrupted with a wave of her hand: "You don't need to take care of the family affairs, you just need to find out the details of that kid surnamed Ye."

Hearing this, the old man surnamed Wu had no choice but to cup his hands, and retreated respectfully.

……

"Tiancheng Leimu is indeed an excellent spiritual object for exorcising evil spirits. It's a pity that I haven't cultivated the Dao Foundation yet, and I can't condense the Three Flavors True Fire. Otherwise, I can start refining this wood into a flying sword."

"However, even though this wood has unique properties, a single piece cannot be sacrificed to make a whole set of Great Thousand Sword Formation, and I don't know if it can grow some more if it is ripened with a spirit spoon?"

In the other courtyard, Ye Chunyang sat cross-legged, holding Tiancheng Leimu in his hand and murmured softly.

Before his ascension, he used a set of Great Thousand Sword Formation to cross the human world, which was countless times more powerful than the Seven Star Sword Formation.

At that time, the natal flying sword was only refined with the heavenly fire wood that restrains the evil energy. Now that he has this heavenly thunder wood in hand, he is confident that he can raise the power of the Great Thousand Sword Formation to another level.

The only regret is that there is only one piece of Tiancheng Leimu, but the Daqian Sword Formation needs [-] natal flying swords to set up. This wood is at most enough to refine two or three pieces, which is too far from the whole set of sword formation.

After contemplating for a while, Ye Chunyang's spiritual sense urged in the jade gourd, and the spirit spoon flew out.

He planted the Tiancheng Leimu, and according to the past practice of ripening spiritual grass, he also cultivated this tree.

To his delight, when the spiritual water transformed by the spirit spoon was poured on the Tiancheng Leimu, a trace of sprouts immediately grew.

And after the sprouts grow, traces of pure lightning power diffuse out from them, and the whole room is filled with a pure aura, suppressing any yin energy.

In this world, people are born and people die every day, so where there is spiritual energy, there is also negative energy, it's just a matter of more or less.But with the growth of Tiancheng Leimu, the yin energy here was immediately dispelled like a natural enemy, and was instantly dispelled.

Originally, he just had the mentality of giving it a try, but he didn't expect that Tiancheng Leimu could indeed be ripened, and Ye Chunyang couldn't help but feel joy in his heart.

But he quickly calmed down, and pointed the jade gourd to Tiancheng Leimu, and the latter immediately turned into a streamer and received it.

"Tiancheng Leimu contains the power of spring thunder, and it is very easy to be perceived by others. Fortunately, my jade gourd has its own space. When I was in the human world, I had already opened up a spiritual field in it. It is not a problem to put Tiancheng Leimu in it for cultivation temporarily. .”

Ye Chunyang thought to himself.

Now Tiancheng Leimu has shown signs of growth, and then it just needs to be ripened on time.

And Ye Chunyang is not in a hurry at this time, no matter alchemy or weapon refining, Sanwei Zhenhuo is the most suitable.

However, it is impossible to use spiritual energy to display supernatural powers before cultivating the Dao Foundation, and it is impossible to condense the Three Flavors True Fire with some low-level spells. Therefore, in addition to cultivating Tiancheng Leimu, what he needs more is to improve his cultivation.

At this moment, he thought of something, and he pressed the Qiankun bag casually, and a black light appeared.

In the next moment, a thumb-sized dark ink bead appeared in his palm.

As soon as this bead appeared, the surrounding air plummeted by three points, and the cries of fierce ghosts could be heard faintly in the ears, as if the whole room had been reduced to a Shura hell.

It was the soul-absorbing orb that Ye Chunyang obtained from the ghost beast.

"This is a good treasure. With this thing, I can also cultivate the skill of controlling ghosts before I can cultivate the Dao Foundation, and my strength will be further improved."

As he said that, Ye Chunyang urged with a spiritual thought, set his own spiritual consciousness imprint in the soul-destroying bead, and used this to sacrifice the remaining soul of the wraith beast in it.

Soon, the soul-absorbing orb created a sense of spiritual connection with him.

In some respects, this soul-destroying bead is even better than the Qinghuang sword Cheng Ye gave him, and even compared to the falling star ring that Gu Qian activated with the magic circle that day.

However, the magic weapon is an auxiliary thing, no matter how powerful the treasure is, it depends on who owns it, and how much power it can exert has an inseparable relationship with the realm of the spellcaster itself.

Although he lost his mana due to crossing the border, Ye Chunyang is a great monk in the realm of transforming gods, and he can use this bead to the extreme with only his spiritual thoughts.

"Young Master Ye, your servant Cui Zhu, come to report something."

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded outside the door.

Ye Chunyang put away the soul-absorbing beads and the magic circle in the house, and said lightly: "Come in."

A girl pushed the door and entered. It was the maid sent by Mrs. Zheng to monitor Ye Chunyang.

Walking into the room, she took a look at Ye Chunyang out of the corner of her eye, with a strange look on her face.

"What's the matter?" Ye Chunyang asked indifferently.

"Returning to Mr. Ye, I just received a letter from Lingmiao Pavilion, Master Cheng Ye invited me."

When Cuizhu said this, she couldn't hide her shock.

Earlier, it was rumored that this good-for-nothing son had an unusual relationship with Guru Cheng Ye. She had always been skeptical. She did not expect that a disciple from the Lingmiao Pavilion personally sent a message today, which really surprised her.

"Cheng Ye looking for me?" Ye Chunyang wondered.

He waved his hand without wavering, and said, "Okay, I see, you go down first."

Cui Zhuwan didn't expect the other party to be so calm, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

But even though she sneered at Ye Chunyang, she didn't dare to reveal anything, so she retreated silently.

Regarding Cheng Ye's invitation, Ye Chunyang was noncommittal, but after thinking about it, he also left the other courtyard and went to Lingmiao Pavilion.

Although the trip to the ancient tomb has obtained excellent sword refining materials, Tiancheng Thunder Wood and Melting Crystal Sand alone are not enough to maximize the power of the Great Thousand Sword Formation, and some spiritual materials are needed to assist it. It happened to be possible to collect it by yourself with the help of Cheng Ye's connections.

As he left, not long after, a figure appeared from the other courtyard.

It was the old man surnamed Wu.

After talking to the maid Cuizhu, he immediately looked in the direction Ye Chunyang was leaving, and quietly followed.

(End of this chapter)